The ice was in the form of frost this morning. It lingered in the shadows (see neighbor's lawn, behind cut)

October morningStretching long across the grassThe shadows shine white

And the fire? When I was hanging out laundry I found four bright-red autumn raspberries, all ripe. Others are ripening. I guess they don't mind the frost! See one (from the following day; I ate the others!) under the cut